Taoist chanting

Talking about gossip for a while, Rong Shuzhi said via voice transmission: "Last night, I sold a small piece of keel to Fellow Daoist Lu in exchange for sorbifolia and some treasures."

Seeing Zhang Wenfeng look at him suspiciously, he explained: "Haoran Academy has a complete refining method of keel pens and keel paperweights, which is less troublesome than my own groping and refining. Besides, I need to use xanthophyllia to make alchemy and cultivate disciples."

Zhang Wenfeng was relieved, he didn't have any worries about refining weapons and alchemy.

In the days that followed, he practiced step by step, did his homework, realized the sword, fed Lihuo, and cultivated the natal wooden sword. He spent half a day in the back mountain hall, using Yuan Qi to sacrifice bronze fish pattern symbols and bronze lamps.

Every evening, I walk around the Zongmen hand in hand with my wife for half an hour.

Lu Zijin took the mountain badger back to the Yaozu territory long ago, and went to live his happy life. Shui Qingru took the thunder beast and went to the Nanyuan Continent. party.

You Mengchang wandered around somewhere, since the last time he gave a gift, he has disappeared without a trace.

Zhuang Yu took the order to go to the vast continent, and arranged for people to keep an eye on the movements of the Tianchan Stone Temple.

In front of Lingbao Guanshan Gate.

A dark-skinned boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a slightly confused look in his eyes, wearing a gray sermon robe and a sword hanging from his waist, stepped forward, bowed hands with the monk guarding the gate, and said politely: "Please inform the abbot Su , you will pay a visit."

The monk guarding the door couldn't see the depth of the young man's cultivation, so he replied: "Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment."

After sending out the summons, Su Xianyuan and Wan Bo together led a group of monks to come, very enthusiastically invited the young man who came from afar to the main peak, burned incense to become naturalized, and assigned the mountain to settle the young man down.

The young man became an elder of Lingbao Temple at a loss.

Outside the mountain gate, You Mengchang hid in the air, with an inexplicable smile on his lips.After he advanced to the fifth level, he found that he could leave Taoist Zhang unconsciously and move within a range of five thousand miles. This discovery made him overjoyed.

After several years of solid cultivation, he doesn't want to wait in Jushuizhu to watch Taoist Zhang and his wife love each other. Although he has a collection of secret techniques in the room, he doesn't take human feelings seriously.

Flying separately when disaster is imminent, he has seen too much.

He wants to spend a few years in the wild outside, trying his luck to collect the unowned treasures of heaven and earth.

World affairs are like chess, each goes his own way.

Ten years passed in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Wenfeng is now spending all day in the hall of the back mountain, devoting all his attention to refining the bronze lamps.

He was completely immersed in the soul-suppressing hall, the core of the bronze lamp, full of phantoms, as if he had become Judge Zhang, watching everything that had happened in the soul-suppressing hall with cold eyes, and decided the life and death of all the ghosts with a single word.

That feeling of superiority is unknowingly intoxicating.

Yun Qiuhe found Tu Kun, and said: "The temple master hasn't been back to Xiangshou Hall for half a year, and he didn't say that he wants to practice in seclusion. He also asked Tu Kun to look for him in the cave in the back mountain. He once said that the entire sect, except In addition to him, you can walk in."

Tu Kun was slightly surprised, and said, "Don't worry, I'll go and have a look."

Chapter 820

For more than ten years, Tu Kun followed the advice of the Taoist master, and went to the Taoist temple to meditate in the morning and evening during class.

Incense lingers in the air, slowly letting him hear some unusual tranquility. In recent years, he has changed into a yellowish Taoist robe, holding a golden silk duster in his hand, and his wretched appearance has an extra sense of immortality. He went to the church and dragged the little fat man Shi Nanguan to give him a lecture.

I heard from Guanzhu that Shi Nanguan's deep study of the profound meaning of the scriptures ranks among the top five in the Eastern Continent.

Tu Kun appeases the lady in charge of the temple, and with a flick of the whisk, he steps out and enters the entrance of the cave through the perennial white mist-shrouded valley. He observed carefully for a while, and guessed that the cold light blocking his way was the magical power of the small heaven and earth created by the master priest refining the bronze lamps, because he was familiar with certain breaths.

Without the response and permission of the temple master, he might have disturbed the temple master's sacrifice if he walked in.

Turning around and walking out of the cave, Tu Kun reassured Yun Qiuhe that nothing would happen to the master in the cave to sacrifice the treasures, and he said a few words of relief, and sent away the woman who was in a better mood.

Tu Kun waited for a while, looked to the right, and asked: "What's the situation of the temple master, what advice do you have for you?"

In the mist of the mountain depression, a blurred figure with a long dream of traveling appeared, and said slowly: "I can't talk about seeing the religion. I have been traveling for nearly ten years, and I have only returned to the mountain gate for more than half a month. According to my observations near the cave these days, Master Zhang Guan sacrificed There seems to be some trouble with Xiaotiandi's heavy weapon."

He tried to enter the Youguang cold air several times to investigate, but he was aware of the danger and dared not take the risk alone.

Today, he deliberately showed his aura to disturb Tukun, and only the Taoist guardians can discuss it, and they are strong enough.

"Oh, how do you say that?"

Tu Kun asked calmly, and he also noticed that the audience made such a battle at the entrance of the cave. However, the old man Mengmei took the initiative to show up, which further complied with his guess.

"The old man went to the Nether Realm together with Guanzhu Zhang. Before he returned to the world of Yang, he met Mr. Cui Fu in the fifth hall. He once mentioned to me that the bronze lamp that is being sacrificed now is the Ming treasure used by Mr. Cui Fu back then."

You Mengchang first talked about the antecedents, and continued: "Zhang Guanzhu has a special constitution. He can use the treasure of the underworld, but he is still a living monk. The way he cultivates is contrary to this heavy bronze lamp. Once he immerses himself in it The 'ghost way,' will inevitably go astray without knowing it. With Guanzhu Zhang's wisdom roots, he will be able to come out sooner or later, and even have some different gains, but time can't afford to delay."

His own breakthrough is closely related to the promotion of Daoist Zhang's cultivation.

It was originally a rare opportunity to immerse yourself in the small world and observe the evolution of the ghost way, but "a hundred years of enlightenment is an instant", the lower world has the disadvantage of the ebb and flow of spiritual energy, and if you miss the time, it will be too late to regret.

Tu Kun looked at the old man Meng Mei, who was a hindsight, and asked directly, "What should I do?"

"It's simple. You arrange a few disciples who have achieved success in cultivating mindfulness to meditate outside the cave and chant scriptures. Every morning for an hour, use water to summon Guanzhu Zhang who is trapped in it. Maybe three to five years will wake him up."

Yumengchang has dabbled in all kinds of skills, but he can't chant sutras.

He has a specialization in art, and he doesn't believe in any school of Taoism, Confucianism, Buddhism, or witchcraft, so it's useless to read a lot of scriptures.

Tu Kun took out the yellow talisman and was about to send it to Shi Nanguan in Jingyi Hall. All the talents who cultivated mind power gathered in Jingyi Hall, and suddenly stopped and asked: "Their chanting summons will not trigger the subconscious counterattack of the temple master. Bar?"

He must ensure the safety of the monks of Jingyitang.

Twenty years ago, he would not have thought this way, but now he is thoughtful.

"Isn't this old man sitting with you? In case the master subconsciously counterattacks and hits the chanting monks with heavy weapons, let's protect them in advance and move them away."

You Mengchang didn't take it seriously, and said casually.

Tu Kun nodded, and sent out two summonses. In the next few years, he would have to listen to his disciples chant scriptures in the cave.

He has seen a lot of ups and downs on the road of practice, and it is not surprising that the temple master stepped on a pit.

Not long after, the head of the mountain and Shi Nanguan, who led a few monks with deep thoughts, arrived. Tu Kun briefly explained the matter to the two of them, and after discussing for a while, he arranged six people to arrange the edge of the cave in a semicircle. Shi Nanguan selected the content of the scriptures, began to chant, and then chanted here in turn.

You Mengchang hid aside, watching the soil protector set up a soundproof formation in the mist, he was a little noncommittal, after a long time, the fire could not be contained after a long time.Bronze lamp, inside the Soul Rescue Hall.

Judge Zhang is wearing a red judge's robe and an official hat, sitting on an official chair, holding the "Life and Death Book" in his left hand and the "Judge's Pen" in his right. The life and death of the criminal imp.

The small world that evolved in the Hall of Soul Suppression became wider and wider, the Styx River appeared, and there were more and more shadowy ghosts.

Judge Zhang is busy with closing cases every day, taking the trouble to solve problems. The official robe on his body and the bronze fish-patterned talisman on the desk are getting darker and darker.Occasionally, he heard the annoying sound of scriptures, faintly buzzing in his ears like flies.

The noise made him upset, and he waved his right hand as a gesture to drive him away.

Don't disturb his interest!

Every time at this time, a wave of cold light would erupt in the cave, mixed with countless fragments of sword energy, roaring and rushing towards the outside of the cave, the attack came abruptly and violently.

The soil protector, who never dared to let go, shot together with Yu Mengchang at the first time, one used the soil method to resist a little, to buy time, and the other had already rolled out the six monks who were sitting cross-legged at the entrance of the cave, preventing the attack from hurting them.

The two cooperated tacitly with each other, and after three years, they have never made a mistake.

"The Lord's attack is becoming more and more difficult to deal with, why don't you wake up?" Tu Kun avoided the attack of the light sword energy, and said through voice transmission.

"Their chanting is still effective, and it has attracted the impatient attack of the master. If we persist for a few more years, maybe one day the master will completely wake up from his comprehension and will no longer be affected by this small world."

Yu Mengchang explained.

That bronze lamp is worthy of being a Ming treasure used by Mr. Cui Fu, and it is difficult to control it.

The two were discussing, Shi Nanguan led Qingru with a cold expression, stopped outside the mist in the mountain depression, and said: "Qingru returned from Nanyuan Continent, I heard that the master fell into a certain state, and he needed to use chanting Way to wake up, she wants to try."

So many people appeared in the back mountain in turn, and they stayed for three years. The sect had many clever people, and they guessed that they were related to the temple master who hadn't shown up for a long time.

Protector Tu didn't refuse, and handed Shui Qingru an array, saying: "It's just right now, the Lord has just attacked a wave, when it's safest, go and try to recite scriptures."

Shui Qingru put the array into her sleeves, ordered the Thunder Beast following her to wait for her outside, and flew to the edge of the cave entrance in the mist. After a moment of silence, her lips moved slightly, silently reciting " Pure Heart Formula":

"A pure heart is like water, and clear water is the heart. There is no breeze, and the waves are not disturbed. You sit alone, singing the zither with a long whistle... The freshness cures the root cause, the straight way seeks the body, the nature is the best, the way is natural!"

Tu Kun was taken aback secretly, the female martial artist who fights fiercely hides her secrets.

This attainment of thought power would not be possible without 50 years of practice. Although no sound came out, waves of invisible thought power with strong penetrating power had penetrated into the front to block the cold light, like throwing it into a calm lake. The stones sank straight down.

Glancing at Shi Nanguan, who had a slightly surprised expression on his face, that kid also missed him.

Chapter 821 The Unbelievable "Tao"

The majestic figure stands like a mountain, overlooking the busy ghosts in the dark world. Judge Zhang's face became more and more cold and rigid. He was wearing a dark red official robe as thick as a rock, and he was motionless. Wisps of black light reflected from the ghostly clouds to the shadow of the robe. Ghost pattern ghost fire.

There are faint sounds of scriptures falling intermittently from the sky above the ghost domain, like hail and frost wind, dots of white light break the surface calm of ghosts and creatures, and the small river of Styx, which winds for more than ten miles, splashes turbid waves, and the ghosts of the remnants can't avoid it, lest stained.Judge Zhang showed a warm and angry face, and he stretched out his fist to slam the noise that was disturbing his territory out of Huangquan.

This dilapidated little world that he spent so much energy, time and mana repairing is not stable, what ghosts are playing tricks on him and disturbing his tranquility even more?

A few pieces of white light fell from the side of the body, turning into a faint lingering sound and dissipating in the air.

"...Clear water is the heart... You Huang sits alone... The nature is the best..." Judge Zhang froze in mid-air with his outstretched fist.

The originally ear-piercing and noisy noise gave him a kind of familiarity deep in his soul. He maintained this movement and listened quietly.

The hostility and the red official uniform on his body slowly faded, and the darkness receded.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Wenfeng, who was standing in front of the shimmering bronze lamp, opened his eyes, and in front of him floated a bronze fish-pattern talisman that was also shining.Circles of invisible thoughts echoed in the empty hall.

"A pure heart is like water, and clear water is the heart. There is no breeze, and the waves are calm... Hard work is as clear as a teacher. You can go down first."

Zhang Wenfeng said hello, he had to take a good look at this miraculous experience.

He didn't know how long it had passed. He seemed to have experienced at least a hundred years in the Hall of Soul Suppression. He watched the prosperity and decline of the Hall of Soul Suppression in the past. It was complicated, chaotic, desolate, and war-torn. One and the same, clearly imprinted in his mind, but strangely seems to be separated by an intangible thing.

He still remembered the time when he sacrificed the bronze lamp. When he was bored, he had a whim, and tried to drive the bronze lamp one by one with the several ghost formulas Cui Judge left in the bronze fish-pattern talisman, but he fell into it unknowingly. , walked on the "ghost road" once.

Did Cui Yu harm him?

He couldn't help but suspect in this direction when he took refuge in the ghost gate and inexplicably stepped into an extraterritorial battlefield.

Shui Qingru at the entrance of the cave heard the master's order, stood up and saluted, said "yes", looked at the cold light that disappeared without a trace in the cave, exited the cave, saluted the guardian earth again, turned and left without a trace The sloppy.

Everyone else heard the voice of the temple master, Shi Nanguan also felt relieved, and after saluting, he led the crowd to retreat, leaving the earth guardian floating in the mist with his whisk in his arms, wondering what he was thinking.

"Hey, little girl, wait for me."

Shi Nanguan grinned and shouted.

Shui Qingru stopped in her tracks and turned her head to look, "What did you call me?"

"What else can I call it? I have been calling it since I was a child, and it is easy to say. Xiaoya, how long have you stayed in the sect this time... Oh, don't do it, women who fight are not beautiful..."

Shi Nanguan dodged a sliver of sword energy, and the entire sect, he was the only one who always called the female martial artist by nickname.

The water is as clear as a thunder beast whose eyes are restraining the explosion, and the little guy swallows the thunder ball in his mouth. A smile appeared on the corner of the woman's mouth: "Let's stay for a year or two. Do you know when Qing Yun and Qian Jing will leave the customs?" ?”

When she was an apprentice, she often beat pumpkins in the name of sparring.

After so many years, she seldom joked with men, except for pumpkin, her hands were itchy if she didn't flatten him.

"I don't know yet. Ask Lao Wei, and he can't tell for sure. These years, Wei Xiuwei has hardly improved, and he is bored in his heart and refuses to say anything. Find a time, and I will make an appointment with Jing Jing, Zhong Zi and Lao Wei. Wei, let's get together." "I won't go out this year, and you can take advantage of their time whenever I'm free."

The two walked east side by side, Shui Qingru suddenly remembered that he had forgotten someone, and asked, "Is Junior Brother Zhuang free?"

"He has been in the vast continent for many years. He said that he has a mission, and he does not know what bad things he has done mysteriously. Don't be alarmed.

"

When Shi Nanguan said the latter, his tone was a little melancholy.

After more than a hundred years of practice, he has seen many gatherings and separations and the separation of life and death, but he still cannot achieve the ancient well without waves.

Shui Qingru's face became expressionless again, seeming indifferent to the world, deserted.

Only in this way, she will not be burdened by the emotions rising from the scum.

After a long time, the host's greeting came from the underground hall of the cave: "Dharma Protector, You Lao, please come in and have a chat, I just thought of something and neglected."

"It's okay, my own people are not so polite."

Tu Kun glanced at the white mist, responded with a smile, and stepped into the cave with his whisk in his arms. Beside him was a blurred figure of You Meng.

The strong cold air converges towards the bronze lamp.

Zhang Wenfeng's figure appeared, with a perplexed look on his face, he walked around the five-foot-high bronze lamp that had returned to normal, and said, "This small heaven and earth heavy weapon is a little tricky... By the way, how long have I been in seclusion?"

A bronze fish-patterned talisman hangs from his waist without any ribbons.

"After all, you have retreated for 13 years and five months, which is not too long. What's wrong with this treasure, tell us about it?"

Tu Kun was very interested in inquiring about the confusion of the viewer.

This bronze lamp was collected by the hairpin ancestor for the temple master and sent over with magical powers.

He didn't believe in the slightest that the ancestor of the hairpin flower would harm the temple master, the difference in identity and cultivation level was too great, there was no need for conspiracy and calculation, and he could blow to death many little guys who didn't know the heights of heaven and earth in one breath.

The viewer at that time was really incompetent.